first can or should i say cans, i went to this are store with two friends we filled out back packs and left got home counted 43 cans.....not bad for my first run
1st can i got myself racked some shitty home hardware drippy black yellow blue red and a can of rusto red
last year i found a can of silver at the theatre i worked at while i was at the podium/ripping tix/whatnot, and it was when i just started writing so naturally i shit myself, waited until my shift was over and took it out of the garbage can i stashed it in so nobody would grab it lol. i felt like a GOD when i was spraying my wack handys on signs and shit, lol i felt like that was the only can id ever have
My very first can, 7 years old, stole the paint from my grandpas basement with my friend and tagged the block, his dad caught us. When I was 10, me, my dad, and a couple of his friends went jet skiing in the river, my dad gave me a walmart red and black to hit the storage containers where we were riding. And that's actually how I got into graff...
The dollar store a town over sold some REALLY shitty cans and one of those grip guns for them. So i rode my bike up there and bought like 5 Dollars worth. I tagged some Railroad box shed or something at 3am that night. I didn't do much more after that and got back into it this year. First can was prolly 7 years ago.
My first can? I believe it was a horrible can that i stole from the art class in school. Then went and tagged up the town, and my buddy got caught first time. haha
my sister taged and she gave me a black can when i was 7 i thought i was preety good at 7 better than alot of 15 year olds these days i just had a problem holding the cap fully down
when i was 6 i bought a can of dark clear green from my friend who stole it from his dads shed. i still have it
went to auto store put three black two white and a tar can in the bag then walked out cuz the only worker in there was in the back lookin for a part for my buddy's honda
i was into skating and stencils around 07 or 08 and my dad brought me home a few cans from his garage so i could design my skateboard. eventually i used the same cans leftover to do my first handies and throwie in an alleyway
haha fucking rustoleum black paint. my dad had a couple spray cans soooooooooooooo i thought "fuck it" took it and went to this industrial center and went bombing with the homies.... Good life..
i found a can on the ground, near my high scool, it was a flashy orange shitty paint, i kept it in my closet for days,, then i dont know, maybe i tagged
I got my first can like two or three years ago, i bought it at a graffiti shop in my town. i think it was a black ironlak
haha my first cans were bought by my grandma i was 11 i told her i was painting my bike and as we where walkin out she told me "you know what you dont do with these right?" WHAT? "That damn graffiti" GRANDMA YOU THINK I WOULD DO THAT. ended up i got busted and she was pissed haha its funny i still rememer exactly what she said to me in the store and that was 5 years ago...